Fat City

Midnight bite at the Cherry So sweet is the juice I'm free from the chains And all the dogs are running loose While I'm chasing my tail And I'm losing my head Yeah, I'm a-falling down I can't feel my legs I'm on my way to a better place Fat city Juiced up and ready Fat city I'm already gone Fat city Juiced up and ready Battered and bruised, I keep a-rollin' on Rollin' on Saddle sore at the pony From the black rockin' chair I got what I need I'm already there Ooh, yeah, I been riding so hard I drank all the dregs And she's falling down She can't feel her legs Ooh, yeah, we're on our way to a better place (look out) Fat city Juiced up and ready Fat city I'm already gone Fat city Juiced up and ready Battered and bruised, I keep a-rollin' on Rollin' on, rollin' on I keep a-rollin' on, I keep a-rollin' on Fat city Juiced up and ready Fat city I'm already gone Fat city Juiced up and ready Battered and bruised, I keep a-rollin' on Rollin' on, rollin' on, rollin' on, rollin' on